In the gardens of Persephone,
I’ve built a house for thee.
So every spring when flowers bloom,
They will bloom for thee.
And every morn when sun appears,
As Helios’ chariot veers,
Through the sky and warms your face;
Do not shed your tears!
For when spring’s gone and time moves on,
And the world seems dark even at dawn,
Remember that when seasons have passed,
Spring will return with a yawn.
To renew your spirits and hope:
To live on and to cope,
Until we meet again my love,
In the afterlife to elope….
Where I’ve built a house near Persephone,
And wave her off when she goes to thee;
Every spring, wait there patiently,
In the home, for us, in eternity.
K. Aldaya, 8/18/13
Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://www.mrwallpaper.com/wallpapers/flower-field-sunset.jpg
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
